Starting yesterday, Hubby and I embarked on a three day house hunting trip. Unfortunately, Hubby woke up this morning feeling sick with the same respiratory distress he got over about a week ago after taking antibiotics. It wasn't covid then, and likely isn't now, but his doctor submitted a covid test prescription anyway. It's a real bummer as we're about 240 km (150 miles) from home right now. He's in bed at the hotel. We were going to do some walking around here as it's the second most beautiful Czech city, after Prague. I'm unsure if we will need to cancel our upcoming house visit appointments. We might feel stranded, in a sense, as I am unable to do the necessary driving home.

Yesterday we saw the first house on our list. The owner did something unique by welcoming us with a platter of vdolky (pictured), which are basically fried donuts with fruit jam, farmer's cheese, and whipped cream on top. Also fresh mint iced tea from mint in her garden. So sweet of her, but I confess it makes you feel uncomfortably obliged.